[Deacon] Family Visitation?

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor chuckled. "Yeah," He agreed, rubbing between Bandit's wings slowly. He sat up, checking that there were no bandages between his shoulders before dark wings unfurled from his back as be bit down on his lip.

[deacon reid rudman]

Bandit gasped, reaching up to touch his wings. Deacon watched him, chewing on his lip. He wouldn't deny there was something beyond attractive about Connor with dark wings. "You know you're going to have to teach Bandit to work her wings, right?" He asked, looking him over.

[connor crayze sykes]

"Mhm." Connor smiled at him charmigly, watching Bandit play with his wings. He moved them slowly to entertain her, relaxing some now that they were out.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon raised an eyebrow as he smiled, wondering if Connor could read minds for a moment. Bandit reached up, slowly running her fingers through the feathers. "Ooh.." She breathed, standing up on the sofa so she could play with them.

"You don't understand how cute that looks from back here." Deacon commented.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor looked over at him happily, then watched Bandit again as she ran her hands through his wings. He closed his eyes, soothes by the touch along the things.

[deacon reid rudman]

Bandit buried her face in them, hugging one of them close to her. Deacon opened the can, glancing at the rice before he poured it in with it, tossing the can away. "Wanna come help?" He asked, and Bandit shook her head. "Fine. I don't want your help anyways." He teased.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smiled, moving his wing closer to her, eyes still closed. He laughed faintly as Deacon was rejected, couldn't help but find it adorable that she loved his wings so much. He supposed he'd best collect any loose feathers, so she had a part of him when he was gone...

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon started cutting up their chicken for them, putting them on their plates. He scooped the rice onto their plated, then carried it to the table for them. Once their drinks were fixed, he called them to the table, taking his seat with his water. "And don't make daddy carry you." He told Bandit, watching her slide off the couch with a pout.

[connor crayze sykes]

"Y-you can play with them later baby." He patted her head as he stood, stumbling a bit until he got his balance back again. Kissing Deacon softly, he took a seat next to him, tucking his wings close.

[deacon reid rudman]

Bandit climbed up into her chair. Deacon met his kiss gently, handing him his fork. Bandit folded her hands, mumbling what Deacon assumed was her dinner prayer before she dug into his food, trying to feed it to him as usual.